Tim Drake | Red Robin (
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I got the green light. I got a little fight.
Who: Cass, Steph, and Tim
What: Unwinding and recharging after all of the Gentlemen shenanigans.
When: Throughout the day.
Where: Bathaus.
Rating: PG-13 at most.
Weeks like this past one make it increasingly more difficult for Tim to want to continue on as the role of Alvin Draper. While he was useful at times, he wasn't quite as useful as he wanted to be. Back in Gotham, maintaining his civilian identity had been costly at times, but in the end the pros outweighed the cons. He's not sure if that's true for Paradisa.
Sighs softly, slouching back in the couch, and tilts his head backwards so he's looking up at the ceiling. At least the madness is over for the time being, although he's already dreading what Paradisa will have in-store for them come Halloween.
What: Unwinding and recharging after all of the Gentlemen shenanigans.
When: Throughout the day.
Where: Bathaus.
Rating: PG-13 at most.
Weeks like this past one make it increasingly more difficult for Tim to want to continue on as the role of Alvin Draper. While he was useful at times, he wasn't quite as useful as he wanted to be. Back in Gotham, maintaining his civilian identity had been costly at times, but in the end the pros outweighed the cons. He's not sure if that's true for Paradisa.
Sighs softly, slouching back in the couch, and tilts his head backwards so he's looking up at the ceiling. At least the madness is over for the time being, although he's already dreading what Paradisa will have in-store for them come Halloween.
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"Tim picked this. You're stuck, til he... picks something else."
Literally. Literally stuck.
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"Hmm, nothing is popping into my mind. The longer I stay like this, the less brain power I have." Tim smirks to himself, knowing Steph is likely to try and make a quip out of his last statement.
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"Geez Tim, not with Cass in the room," she grins.
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And Cass is ready for it, reaching out to tickle Tim just when Steph's hands reach him so they can perform a double attack.
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"Ooof!"
Fortunately, Tim looks a-okay. If he has any injuries they can be found in his ego.
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Steph doesn't seem too upset, wrapping her arms around Cass and lifting her head to make sure Tim didn't crack his open. Good? Good.
"You seem to have fallen."
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"So far away, now. How will... you ever make it back?"
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"I don't know. Maybe if someone would be kind enough to lend a hand..."
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Steph's hand is smacked out of the way by Ace's wagging tail. The beloved doggie bows his head, gingerly licking Tim in his face. Tim finds himself chuckling while he sits up straight and pets Ace between his ears.
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"Looks like Tim doesn't need us, Cass."
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"Guess he got... accosted, to being alone."
Accustomed. Whatever.
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"Ace was great company while the two of you were out camping. I actually taught him a new trick. You're such a smart doggie, aren't you Ace? Yeah, buddy. You are." Sounds so proud of his doggie.
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But she wants to know the trick! Damn you and your tricky, tricky plans, Tim Drake.
"What trick?"
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Tim places the tip of the biscuit on Ace's nose. "Wait..."
Ace stands as still a statue, keeping the biscuit perfectly balanced.
"Okay, enjoy." Ace chucks the snack up into the air and then catches it with his mouth. Omnom.
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"Mmgwad--"
Cass. Please. Her mouth.
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"Did you spend... all week, doing that? Teaching that?"
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